Day 38 of 366

Burning gold.

Looking for an exit in this world of fear
I can see the path that leads away
Mama never left, and daddy needs me here
I wish the wind would carry a change
Looking through the window to a world of dreams
I can see my future slip away
Honey you won’t get there if you don’t believe
I wish the wind would carry a change

I’ve had enough
I’m standing up
I need, I need a change
I’ve had enough
Of chasing luck
I need, I need a change